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I suddenly realized that a master might as easily undo the clasp and the garment, again, would then drop, in the same manner, about her ankles. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #327)

I, the prisoner of Rask of Treve, in his war camp, struggled to control myself. I watched Ena close the clasp at the left shoulder of the lovely white garment, fastening it on her. Before she had dropped it to her ankles by loosening the clasp. I suddenly realized that a master might as easily undo the clasp and the garment, again, would then drop, in the same manner, about her ankles. So simply might the beautiful Ena be stripped before a master! Again I was angry. We could not even decide what we would wear; it would be decided for us, by men, and they would have us before them as they wished. We might propose garments, within the parameters permitted a slave, but it would be his decision, not ours, as to their acceptability, whether or not we would be permitted to wear them. - (Captive of Gor)